Love revenge: wife's mask

Qin Yijie sat decadent on the sofa and sighed heavily. His face was buried in his hands and looked very tired.

Sun fan struggled to stand up and patted him gently on his shoulder. When he left, he suddenly turned his head and thought, hesitating.

"I don't care what your relationship with swing Ning is now. I hope you'd better not involve her... If you think I'm a friend! Just listen to my advice and stay away from her. Maybe it's a good thing for her... In fact, I know what you're doing. Many people are very angry when you disappear, including... Including the ghost king! I shouldn't have said something to you. If this woman becomes a stumbling block or hinders your plan, I think... She will disappear from you unexpectedly soon! You think it's for her good... That's all I can say. Think about the rest yourself! "

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Qin Yijie was stunned in place, didn't speak, and didn't even move his body. Whether sun fan warned himself or reminded him was not important in Qin Yijie's view, but he knew that the short-term happiness and peace between himself and the swing had stopped with sun fan's voice of closing the door.

9：:30

The boarding notice in the waiting hall has sounded for the third time.

The swing Ning's face, which had been gradually darkened, was still full of hope and stared at the entrance of the security check. She believed that the man she had promised herself would appear.

The phone in her hand is shaking, but now the hand of the swing is shaking more. It seems that she can feel what will happen. This feeling has been attributed to the woman's sixth sense.

With a trembling hand, the swing Ning opened the text message she received on her mobile phone.

SMS is very simple, as simple as three words.

These three words are clearly displayed on the mobile phone screen. There is no head up, no signature, and no superfluous words, just like the man's attitude towards things, just like his attitude towards himself.

And the sight of the swing is gradually blurred.

"Sorry!"

The swing stood in the crowded terminal, suddenly crying like a child.

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My city in February can't be regarded as winter, but the chilly cold wind makes people feel vaguely in winter. In this chilly morning wind, a beautiful woman in a black gray windbreaker came down from the car. She combed her long black hair with her hand and took a deep breath of cool air.

The tiredness of last night had covered her beautiful cheeks. The word "tired" lingered in her heart for a long time. She sighed softly. She couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of some past events. I really don't know how to get to this step. Sometimes people are very strange. They talk hard when they recall bitter experiences, But few people can really recall the state of mind at that time again.

Although she gently sighed about her time and suffering over the years, she didn't know how to recall her original feelings, because many things and people have changed with the change of time in the past two years, but the memory of the past time has become unnatural and somewhat non-specific, as if those experiences were owned by others, It has nothing to do with yourself.

Liu Huimei breathed the familiar air of the city, and all her memories returned to the long past.

In fact, it's not very far away. It's only two years since she left here. The city doesn't seem to have changed much, at least as much as before. The last time she saw him, Liu Huimei remembered that she couldn't look Qin Yijie's angry eyes directly. Although she warned him and reminded him more than once, Liu Huimei always believed, The man who will never hate the Ministry is ruined in his own hands!

Whether it's self blame or guilt, it seems that it's no longer important. From getting out of the chaotic disputes, I never thought of coming back, but fate is always such a coincidence, which connects her with the city again.

Early in the morning, the wind was still cold. In the cold wind, Liu Huimei wrapped the windbreaker tightly. Now she was holding a business card in her hand.

Fu Jiaqiao, director of Urban Construction Bureau!

Liu Huimei was not impressed by Fu Jiaqiao for the first time. At that time, Fu Jiaqiao was still a section chief and a friend of Qin Yijie, so Liu Huimei still had some impression. In my memory, Fu Jiaqiao is a very duty, not like a mercenary, but everything in this society will change beyond your imagination, Who knows whether this fujiajiao has changed compared with a few years ago, not to mention that fujiajiao has been promoted to the position of director. No matter what he looks like now, he has to go. He has seen more people, what temper and what requirements. She is confident to deal with fujiajiao well.

Liu Huimei was worried about how to find this fujiajiao. Although they had dealt with each other, they nodded to each other. Most of the time, when fujiajiao came to Qin Yijie, she occasionally said a few words. Maybe this person had already forgotten who he was, but it didn't take long for Liu Huimei to worry. Soon she began to feel that her idea was ridiculous, In fact, they hold the "power" needed by others. They also know that everyone who comes to find themselves has a purpose. Of course, this purpose is the power in their own hands. Liu Huimei is relieved to think of this. She doesn't have to think about anything. It's easy to ask him out to meet. He can't understand what he does, Can he still not understand what he is going to do? Thinking of this, Liu Huimei dialed Fu Jiaqiao's mobile phone.

I don't know if fujiajiao really has a good memory. After they talked for a while, he heard Liu Huimei's voice. Liu Huimei was somewhat surprised by this conversation. After making an appointment to meet at the time and place, Liu Huimei washed herself clean. Last night's fatigue and fatigue gradually faded away in warm water. Although her body was still so bright and white in the mirror, But obviously no longer young, no longer have the temptation of youth.

She knew that her youth was gone.

Youth, where did you lose your youth? Liu Huimei can't recall her youth. Maybe everyone is like this. When she loses her most precious things, she begins to deeply recall and think, but this kind of recall and thinking is often meaningless, and sometimes it will be accompanied by pain and deep regret.

After grooming, Liu Huimei dressed up, called Fu Jiaqiao and went out.

"You" is the name of a teahouse. It has many meanings, such as quiet, secluded, elegant and even tryst.

The owner of the teahouse did not explain, but let everyone who came here to relax and nourish themselves taste the meaning and taste.

Liu Huimei got out of the car before she got to the door of "you". She wanted to use this distance to think again about how to speak after seeing Fu Jiaqiao. In fact, she didn't have to say anything. When she knew that Fu Jiaqiao was not a fool, she naturally knew what she was going to do.

The location was set by Fujia bridge. Liu Huimei has never been to the teahouse. The decoration outside looks very particular. The dark red solid wood feels so strong that the door is unfathomable with a dark gray "quiet" word. On the phone, Fujia bridge told Liu Huimei that she would book a seat and let Liu Huimei directly report her name when she came.

After the heavy wooden door was opened, a waiter smiled and asked Liu Huimei how many people she was. Liu Huimei said that she had booked a seat and was a Mr. Fu.

A waitress dressed in beige Chinese clothes led Liu Huimei through the "quiet" long hall corridor. At her feet, the pebble changed into a bamboo floor and a pure solid wood floor, and the music changed from erhu to Pipa and guzheng. With the guidance of the waiter's gesture, Liu Huimei's leather boots gently hit the sound of "Dudu" on the solid wood floor, and one looked up.

The person sitting inside is fujiajiao, who is now in a high position.

This is an elegant cottage, which is simple and beautiful. The gurgling water sound and the gentle zither disappear when you speak, and flow into your ears when there is no human voice. If you want to find the source of the sound, you feel that it comes from all directions.

Just as Liu Huimei looked around at her auditory feelings, Fu Jiaqiao said with a smile.

"Miss Liu, please sit down! I didn't expect to receive your call today. We haven't seen each other for nearly three years... "

This casual remark was enough to pull Liu Huimei back to reality instead of looking for the sound with her ears. At this time, Liu Huimei noticed Fu Jiaqiao. Compared with two years ago, except for some fat belly, there are basically no changes in her memory. If there are, it is the pair of half frame glasses now worn on Fu Jiaqiao's cheek, It seems that he is very gentle and has taste. Without the power of people in officialdom, he has a layer of elegance.

Thinking of this, Liu Huimei took off her windbreaker and handed it to the waiter.

"What tea would you like, sir?"

"What kind of tea do you like, Miss Liu?"

"I... I don't drink tea very long. Please order it."

Liu Huimei really doesn't know about tea. She drinks coffee every day, but it's just for refreshing. Today, since Fu Jiaqiao chose to meet in this teahouse with a little character and taste, it shows that he must know about tea. In order to meet his vanity, Liu Huimei smiled and said to Fu Jiaqiao in good faith.

"Director Fu, you must be an expert in tea tasting, and I'm a beginner. Please give me some advice." Liu Huimei was also very particular about what she said. She felt that the fujiajiao might like this elegant environment and satisfy his interest.

Fu Jiaqiao seemed to like listening to such words. He laughed a few times and turned to the waiter at the door.

"Just ordinary green tea. Everyone is old friends. Don't be too outspoken." Then he turned around and asked Liu Huimei, "what do you think of green tea?"

In fact, Liu Huimei has no less understanding of tea than Fu Jiaqiao. Qin Yijie also likes drinking tea, so she used to spend a lot of time studying it, but now it seems that it's better to pretend that she doesn't understand it. Liu Huimei smiled and said.

"I really don't know anything about tea, but I can taste it later. I'm sure Director Fu's taste is not bad."

In these words, Fu Jiaqiao felt very comfortable, but at the same time, he also felt that compared with a few years ago, this beautiful woman has also undergone a lot of changes. She is much more mature, and her words and work are so in place